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girlfromsouth:
Give me 1000 comments in this entry. Or whatever, really. YOU, in particular, don't have to supply the whole 1000, but a tiny contribution would be nice. Then let me know if you post this in your journal and I'll return the favor.
Dudes, so this is your chance to spam me with anything! Pictures, lyrics, the word SPAM over and over. Feel free to tell me something about yourself, or screen your comments. Do whatever you want! It's all up to you.
Okay, so I realise 1000 is a tall number so just spam away and we'll see where we get up to. Please entertain me!
Entertain me while I tackle inability to make words come out right and try to get some of these ficathon entries done... You could tell me what strange pairings you're into, since I've been thinking lots about unconventional shipping today. Or anything. Go on.
Also contemplating a game of tag where the first person writes a drabble - 100 words or less - with a pairing and a word or requirement at the end, and the next person writes that one. Might try to instigate a game of that later tonight if the ficathoning goes badly.
ETA: Okay, the drabble tag's here, come and play.
girlfromsouth:Give me 1000 comments in this entry. Or whatever, really. YOU, in particular, don't have to supply the whole 1000, but a tiny contribution would be nice. Then let me know if you post this in your journal and I'll return the favor.
Dudes, so this is your chance to spam me with anything! Pictures, lyrics, the word SPAM over and over. Feel free to tell me something about yourself, or screen your comments. Do whatever you want! It's all up to you.
Okay, so I realise 1000 is a tall number so just spam away and we'll see where we get up to. Please entertain me!
Entertain me while I tackle inability to make words come out right and try to get some of these ficathon entries done... You could tell me what strange pairings you're into, since I've been thinking lots about unconventional shipping today. Or anything. Go on.
Also contemplating a game of tag where the first person writes a drabble - 100 words or less - with a pairing and a word or requirement at the end, and the next person writes that one. Might try to instigate a game of that later tonight if the ficathoning goes badly.
ETA: Okay, the drabble tag's here, come and play.
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Re: Look at me! I'm dancin' crazy!
on 2004-06-21 10:21 am (UTC)She's sweller
He'll always be my feller
That's why I'll never tell her
That I'm petrified.
I've read this tale,
There's wedding and betrayal
I know there'll come the day
I'll want to run and hide
Re: Look at me! I'm dancin' crazy!
on 2004-06-21 10:23 am (UTC)I've tried
But there's some fears I can't quell
Is she looking for a pot of gold?
Will I look good when I've gotten old?
Will our loves become too stressful if I'm never that successful?
Will I get so old and wrinkly that I look like David Brinkley?
Am I crazy?
Am I dreamin'?
Am I marrying a demon?
Re: Look at me! I'm dancin' crazy!
on 2004-06-21 10:25 am (UTC)So thank God I'll never tell!
Re: Look at me! I'm dancin' crazy!
on 2004-06-21 10:31 am (UTC)My lips are sealed
I take the fifth
Nothing to see,
Move it along
I'll never... Tell.
Now on to the Spikey goodness!
Yay Spike
on 2004-06-21 10:34 am (UTC)So many years ago
But you can make me feel
Like it isn't so
So why you come to be with me
I think I finally know...
Re: Yay Spike
on 2004-06-21 10:35 am (UTC)the parking song
on 2004-06-21 10:40 am (UTC)There was no parking anywhere
I thought that hydrant wasn't there
Why can't you let me go...
Re: Yay Spike
on 2004-06-21 10:38 am (UTC)And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal
Whisper in a dead man's ear
That doesn't make it real
Well that's great, but I don't wanna play
Cause being with you touches me more than I can say..
Spike distracted us from the Parking Song....
on 2004-06-21 10:44 am (UTC)I'm sayin stay away
And let me rest in peace...
Re: Spike distracted us from the Parking Song....
on 2004-06-21 10:59 am (UTC)Ahem.. I now bring you.. The Parking Ticket Song!
I've been having a bad, bad day
Come on won't you put that pad away
I'm asking you please no
It isn't right, it isn't fair
There was no parking anywere
I think that hydrant wasn't there
Why can't you let it go?
I think I've paid more than my share
I'm just a poor girl don't you care?
Hey I'm not wearing underwear.
Sing it Marti!!
*removes tape from Spike's mouth*
Okay, Spike, you may continue.
*backs away as while Spike glares at her*
Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it in a hole 6-feet deep.
That naughty naughty Spike
on 2004-06-21 11:11 am (UTC)I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release
So let me rest in peace!
He's so damn tempermental, that vampire..
on 2004-06-21 11:22 am (UTC)You got a willing slave
And You just love to play the thought
That you might misbehave
But till you do,
I'm telling you
Stop visiting my grave
Let me rest in peace
Yes he is...
on 2004-06-21 11:35 am (UTC)But I'll follow you
Like a man possessed
There's a traitor here beneath my breast
And it hurts me more than you've ever guessed
If my heart could beat
It would break my chest!
But I can see
You're unimpressed.
So leave me be...
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on 2004-06-21 11:37 am (UTC)Let me get some sleep
Let me take my love and bury it
Im a hole 6-foot deep
I can lay my body down
But I can't find my sweet release
I'll leave the big ending up to you.. take it away...
*falls into grave*
on 2004-06-21 11:49 am (UTC)Why won't you
Let me rest in peace?
Buffy: *bolts*
Spike: So...you're not staying then?
*sigh* He's so pathetic. *pets Spike*
On to the next song..
on 2004-06-21 11:55 am (UTC)Does anybody even care?
AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SHRIEK!!
*car alarms start going off*
*windows shatter at the sound of her SQUEAK!!!!!!!!*
*everybody's ear drums blow out*
A DANCING demon...
on 2004-06-21 12:13 pm (UTC)*Demon tap dances*
Why'd you run away?
Don't you like my...
Styyyle?
Why don't you come and play?
I guarantee a...
Great big smile!
No something isn't there.
on 2004-06-21 12:53 pm (UTC)And I'm here strictly by your invocation
So what do you say?
Why don't we dance a while.
Re: No something isn't there.
on 2004-06-21 12:55 pm (UTC)I'm the twist and shout
When you gotta sing
When you gotta
Let it out
You call me and I come a-runnin'
I turn the music on, I bring the fun in
Now we're partyin, that's what it's all about
Look.. almost 900 comments!
on 2004-06-21 01:00 pm (UTC)I know just what you feel, girl.
Dawn: So you're like a good demon? Bringing the fun in?
Sweet: *laugh*
All these melodies
They go on too long.. ohhh..
Then that energy starts to come on
Way too strong
Re: Look.. almost 900 comments!
on 2004-06-21 01:02 pm (UTC)That must sting
Plus some customers
Just start combusting
That's the penalty
When life is but a song
Re: Look.. almost 900 comments!
on 2004-06-21 01:09 pm (UTC)So when we blow this scene
Back we will go to my kingdom below
And you will be my Queen!
Cause I know what you feel, girl...
Re: Look.. almost 900 comments!
on 2004-06-21 02:28 pm (UTC)YOU AND ME
WOULDN'T BE VERY REGAL
I'll make it real, girl...
on 2004-06-21 02:47 pm (UTC)I'm fifteen
So this queen thing's illegal!
Re: I'll make it real, girl...
on 2004-06-21 02:53 pm (UTC)And still have time to get a soft shoe in...
No that's great
But I'm late
And I'd hate to delay her
Re: I'll make it real, girl...
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